My mind — bluish wobbly-dizzy;
An excruciating numbness
sojourn in my brain
A nightmare? – I thought…
More pragmatic
than an anarchistic dream
A nihilistic delusion
A fabricated illusion;
My mind pugnaciously conscious
hops between the idealistic realism
and exaggerated emotional surrealism
I couldn’t intellect my pate…
This perpetual intolerable pain
inside my brain, which I couldn’t feel
Is mind inside or outside?
I relentlessly hear the sound of void
empty rhythms…
No I don’t hear; or do I?
am i breathing?
I dont feel the oxygen
Aaaaahhhhh………
The debility to sense my sense
The disability to move my body
Unconditionally paralyse me;
I think I am dead
but am still inside me
I hear people scream
empty void agonies;
I long to tell them I am alive
But I ain’t alive
I still luminously ruminate,
My memories spins akin
infinitesimal cosmic debris
Blue platelets, Fat blue globules
White hormones, blue lymphocytes;
Where are they?
What are they?
physical dimension of memories?
I could touch them
feel them disintegrate
into light particles
F***, I am cautiously defragmented
I am being elastically compressed
Where am I?

I am an expressionistic surrealistist, a postmodern hedonist, an unstructured deconsctructionist and scientific spiritualist who seeks pleasure in writing my thoughts.
I write poetry embracing postmodernism, surrealism & neo-expressionism and to an extent analyse patterns and trends of dynamic data as part of my profession. A voracious globetrotter, who like visiting places and immerse in the symphony of nature. Dream is to play Pink ball cricket in a lush green English ground. I take inspirations from Captain Beef-heart, Derrida, James Joyce, Salvador Dali & Eminem.
Have huge respect for Writers & the Painters out there. Working on my E-book ‘Rainbow Debris’ which is an anthology of poems. Wish to converse with you!